Living the Life

"Hey Alice! Get your butt down here!" yelled Peter, Alice's 19 year old brother. He had big blue eyes and short blonde hair. They were going out to dinner, and like every girl, Alice couldn't get her hair just right.
"One second Peter! My ponytail isn't going up right!" Finally, after quite a while, Alice walked down the steps of their house. Her long brown hair swinging behind her in a high ponytail. Alice was 13 years old and had big brown eyes and long, straight, brown hair. Alice’s family was going out to dinner with their Uncle Tom. Alice got along really well with her cousins and couldn’t wait to see them. She ran outside and hopped in the car. Peter came along and got in the front seat. Alice’s mom and dad were divorced so Peter was the man of the house now. Since their mother was tired, Peter volunteered to drive.
“Thank you Peter, that’s very helpful of you.” Their mother Anne said. After for driving for about twenty minutes, they reached the restaurant where they were going to meet their cousins and their uncle. The minute Alice saw her cousins and her uncle coming, she ran over to them.
“Uncle Tom! You’re here!” Alice said, happy to once again see her uncle.
“What? You thought I wasn’t coming?” Her uncle laughed and embraced Alice. They walked to the entrance of the restaurant and waited to be seated. While they were waiting, they started to talk.
“Uncle Tom?” Alice asked.
“Yes Alice?”
“Where’s the rest of your family?” Alice said.
“Oh they’re coming. Don’t worry.” Just then the rest of the family started walking around the corner. Alice ran to greet them.
“Tomas, Maddie, John, and last but not least ALEX!!” Alice said. Alex was her cousin that she really got along well with. She was also thirteen. She was a little smaller than Alice, but had the same basic features. She had the same long straight brown hair and the big brown eyes.
“Alice! It’s so good to see you again!” Alex said.
“Yeah, you too. You look different; did you do something to your hair?” Alice asked.
“Ummm…not exactly. Daddy, should I say?” Alex asked her father in a hushed tone.
“Not yet honey; let’s get some dinner first.” Her father said.
“Okay. I’ll tell you later Alice.” Alex said as they were being showed to their table. After they sat down, Alice looked at Alex waiting for an answer.
“Now Daddy?” Alex asked.
“Sure honey.” Uncle Tom said. “Do you want me to tell them? Or do you think you can do it your self?”
“Umm…can you do it for me?”
“Of course honey.” Uncle Tom started the story.